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A Great Day of Smells

A Great Day of Smells

A touching story of a young girl’s love for her father and memory of the smells from that day, that reminds us to cherish the moments we have with our loved ones.

Inspired by the painting “Two People: The Lonely Ones” by Edvard Munch

A Day of Smells

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It was the kind of day you could smell.

The kind of day that made you close your eyes, hide behind surging thoughts, yet still be able to savour; somehow. The pungency of saltwater embraced the humid air and stuck to the nape of my neck. The scent of sickly sweet ice cream floated from the boardwalk as children’s gleeful screams competed with the squawking pelicans. Nauseating stenches of sunscreen stuck to each grain of sand until it made my eyes water. 

But there he sat, rubbing his temples in frustration, eyes wide open, seeing but not really looking. And there I was, smelling the day, savouring it, somehow, as if I knew it would be our last. 

Your dad was a scruffy sort of man. Brutish almost, with kind eyes, and a beard wiser than most. He lacked the ability to smile without his teeth, and his dimples always seemed to come in pairs. His hands were seasoned with callouses, but what he lost in appearance, he made up in warmth. 

But this day, he was clean-shaven, stone-faced, and lost far among the receding tide. Each breath, or each sigh rather, kept in time with the crashing waves, as he rumpled his fingers through his hair. He looked at me for the first time that evening, those kind eyes laced with exhaustion, pleading for a better answer. I simply placed his hand upon my stomach, letting him feel the flutters that promised me, that promised us, home. 

He knew.

He had to go, and I had to let him.

Alone at Shore

A day at shore

So, now I’m here. Standing on the shore of Newfoundland, allowing the jagged rocks to abrade my soles. The air, while salty, is too potent and the humidity is suffocating. Children’s glee is just shrieking, my eyes water from tears, and the last place I want to be is here. 

But I find myself standing on these rocks, every night with you.

They haven’t bothered to clean up the splintered wood that litters the beach or the blood splatters on the rocks. They haven’t bothered to clean up the flotsam or the ghosts that float through the mist. They haven’t bothered to clean it, and here I am basking in the shock, standing on these rocks, watching the sea strip him of home. 

But I find myself here, choosing to walk to the shore, to stand on these rocks, and relive his last day; every night with you. 

Again and again, or I would forget. 

I would forget why I wanted what I did, and those dimples that came in pairs. I would forget the days with his wise beard and that crooked smile that showed his teeth. I would forget why I let him leave and then soon, it would simply be a crashing wave that no longer kept time with his sighs. He would be a distant memory, one only recollected when I saw that he and you would share the same kind eyes. 

She looked down and smiled, resting her hand upon the tattered cotton shirt that sheltered the flutters in her stomach. 

And the waves crashed. And her heart yearned.

She loved him.

But, she loves you more.

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I would forget why I wanted what I did, and those dimples that came in pairs. I would forget the days with his wise beard and that crooked smile that showed his teeth. I would forget why I let him leave and then soon, it would simply be a crashing wave that no longer kept time with his sighs. He would be a distant memory, one only recollected when I saw that he and you would share the same kind eyes.  smell

I would forget why I wanted what I did, and those dimples that came in pairs. I would forget the days with his wise beard and that crooked smile that showed his teeth. I would forget why I let him leave and then soon, it would simply be a crashing wave that no longer kept time with his sighs. He would be a distant memory, one only recollected when I saw that he and you would share the same kind eyes.  smell

I would forget why I wanted what I did, and those dimples that came in pairs. I would forget the days with his wise beard and that crooked smile that showed his teeth. I would forget why I let him leave and then soon, it would simply be a crashing wave that no longer kept time with his sighs. He would be a distant memory, one only recollected when I saw that he and you would share the same kind eyes.  smell

I would forget why I wanted what I did, and those dimples that came in pairs. I would forget the days with his wise beard and that crooked smile that showed his teeth. I would forget why I let him leave and then soon, it would simply be a crashing wave that no longer kept time with his sighs. He would be a distant memory, one only recollected when I saw that he and you would share the same kind eyes.  smell

I would forget why I wanted what I did, and those dimples that came in pairs. I would forget the days with his wise beard and that crooked smile that showed his teeth. I would forget why I let him leave and then soon, it would simply be a crashing wave that no longer kept time with his sighs. He would be a distant memory, one only recollected when I saw that he and you would share the same kind eyes.  smell

I would forget why I wanted what I did, and those dimples that came in pairs. I would forget the days with his wise beard and that crooked smile that showed his teeth. I would forget why I let him leave and then soon, it would simply be a crashing wave that no longer kept time with his sighs. He would be a distant memory, one only recollected when I saw that he and you would share the same kind eyes.  smell

I would forget why I wanted what I did, and those dimples that came in pairs. I would forget the days with his wise beard and that crooked smile that showed his teeth. I would forget why I let him leave and then soon, it would simply be a crashing wave that no longer kept time with his sighs. He would be a distant memory, one only recollected when I saw that he and you would share the same kind eyes.  smell

I would forget why I wanted what I did, and those dimples that came in pairs. I would forget the days with his wise beard and that crooked smile that showed his teeth. I would forget why I let him leave and then soon, it would simply be a crashing wave that no longer kept time with his sighs. He would be a distant memory, one only recollected when I saw that he and you would share the same kind eyes.  smell

I would forget why I wanted what I did, and those dimples that came in pairs. I would forget the days with his wise beard and that crooked smile that showed his teeth. I would forget why I let him leave and then soon, it would simply be a crashing wave that no longer kept time with his sighs. He would be a distant memory, one only recollected when I saw that he and you would share the same kind eyes.  smell

I would forget why I wanted what I did, and those dimples that came in pairs. I would forget the days with his wise beard and that crooked smile that showed his teeth. I would forget why I let him leave and then soon, it would simply be a crashing wave that no longer kept time with his sighs. He would be a distant memory, one only recollected when I saw that he and you would share the same kind eyes.  smell

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I would forget why I wanted what I did, and those dimples that came in pairs. I would forget the days with his wise beard and that crooked smile that showed his teeth. I would forget why I let him leave and then soon, it would simply be a crashing wave that no longer kept time with his sighs. He would be a distant memory, one only recollected when I saw that he and you would share the same kind eyes.  smell

I would forget why I wanted what I did, and those dimples that came in pairs. I would forget the days with his wise beard and that crooked smile that showed his teeth. I would forget why I let him leave and then soon, it would simply be a crashing wave that no longer kept time with his sighs. He would be a distant memory, one only recollected when I saw that he and you would share the same kind eyes.  smell

I would forget why I wanted what I did, and those dimples that came in pairs. I would forget the days with his wise beard and that crooked smile that showed his teeth. I would forget why I let him leave and then soon, it would simply be a crashing wave that no longer kept time with his sighs. He would be a distant memory, one only recollected when I saw that he and you would share the same kind eyes.  smell

I would forget why I wanted what I did, and those dimples that came in pairs. I would forget the days with his wise beard and that crooked smile that showed his teeth. I would forget why I let him leave and then soon, it would simply be a crashing wave that no longer kept time with his sighs. He would be a distant memory, one only recollected when I saw that he and you would share the same kind eyes.  smell

I would forget why I wanted what I did, and those dimples that came in pairs. I would forget the days with his wise beard and that crooked smile that showed his teeth. I would forget why I let him leave and then soon, it would simply be a crashing wave that no longer kept time with his sighs. He would be a distant memory, one only recollected when I saw that he and you would share the same kind eyes.  smell

I would forget why I wanted what I did, and those dimples that came in pairs. I would forget the days with his wise beard and that crooked smile that showed his teeth. I would forget why I let him leave and then soon, it would simply be a crashing wave that no longer kept time with his sighs. He would be a distant memory, one only recollected when I saw that he and you would share the same kind eyes.  smell

I would forget why I wanted what I did, and those dimples that came in pairs. I would forget the days with his wise beard and that crooked smile that showed his teeth. I would forget why I let him leave and then soon, it would simply be a crashing wave that no longer kept time with his sighs. He would be a distant memory, one only recollected when I saw that he and you would share the same kind eyes.  smell

I would forget why I wanted what I did, and those dimples that came in pairs. I would forget the days with his wise beard and that crooked smile that showed his teeth. I would forget why I let him leave and then soon, it would simply be a crashing wave that no longer kept time with his sighs. He would be a distant memory, one only recollected when I saw that he and you would share the same kind eyes.  smell

I would forget why I wanted what I did, and those dimples that came in pairs. I would forget the days with his wise beard and that crooked smile that showed his teeth. I would forget why I let him leave and then soon, it would simply be a crashing wave that no longer kept time with his sighs. He would be a distant memory, one only recollected when I saw that he and you would share the same kind eyes.  smell

I would forget why I wanted what I did, and those dimples that came in pairs. I would forget the days with his wise beard and that crooked smile that showed his teeth. I would forget why I let him leave and then soon, it would simply be a crashing wave that no longer kept time with his sighs. He would be a distant memory, one only recollected when I saw that he and you would share the same kind eyes.  smell

I would forget why I wanted what I did, and those dimples that came in pairs. I would forget the days with his wise beard and that crooked smile that showed his teeth. I would forget why I let him leave and then soon, it would simply be a crashing wave that no longer kept time with his sighs. He would be a distant memory, one only recollected when I saw that he and you would share the same kind eyes.  smell

I would forget why I wanted what I did, and those dimples that came in pairs. I would forget the days with his wise beard and that crooked smile that showed his teeth. I would forget why I let him leave and then soon, it would simply be a crashing wave that no longer kept time with his sighs. He would be a distant memory, one only recollected when I saw that he and you would share the same kind eyes.  smell

I would forget why I wanted what I did, and those dimples that came in pairs. I would forget the days with his wise beard and that crooked smile that showed his teeth. I would forget why I let him leave and then soon, it would simply be a crashing wave that no longer kept time with his sighs. He would be a distant memory, one only recollected when I saw that he and you would share the same kind eyes.  smell

I would forget why I wanted what I did, and those dimples that came in pairs. I would forget the days with his wise beard and that crooked smile that showed his teeth. I would forget why I let him leave and then soon, it would simply be a crashing wave that no longer kept time with his sighs. He would be a distant memory, one only recollected when I saw that he and you would share the same kind eyes.  smell

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